The Weather Man

A storm is coming!

A storm is coming!

I can tell you for fact that it is true,

My brain is pounding,

It is astounding,

And the aches all run me through.

 

A storm is coming!

A storm is coming!

Old man winter is arriving soon,

My knee is smarting,

Having troubles starting,

My own mobility this does impugn.

 

A storm is coming!

A storm is coming!

And my back is giving me fits.

Soon to be freezing,

For it’s suddenly seizing,

And I am reaching the end of my wits.

 

A storm is coming!

A storm is coming!

And my body is telling me the tale.

There is no faking,

When my joints are aching,

A storm is coming without fail.

 

10/23/2019

 

 

Reviews

[redzone]

My bones say it will be a cold wet winter... brrrrrrrr...

[Delmar Cooper]

I am glad not to be alone in my skeletal ability to predict the weather. Enjoyed the poem. thanks for sharing.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Great to see you back.
An excellent double edged poem. I pray the jet stream details this storm.